Withered

by Natalie McPhee   May 20, 2005


Standing here, in everlasting distance,
Longing,
To see your eyes light,
In this magical,
Starry night.

Aching, in white silence
Tears,
Fill my eyes,
Anger,
Cracks my smile.

Existence is now pointless,
A heart smashes,
Breathing stops,
Withered,
Without your smile.

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